Pandora stole my voice!

Triads start to fade
impact lessons and notes
diminish into puffs
of smoke

Sliced vocal cords
no more musical interludes
or expression – destined
melodies are sung across oceans

Fingers slowly extend
towards a freshly stitched throat
the delicate wire thread cool
against the touch of warm tips

When a human being is outspoken
at times there may be the propensity
for a giant size foot to be shoved
into their tiny mouth with pursed lips

The removal of a vox cube
renders a human being to expressionless
audio despair – in search of Pandora
to restore silently sung notes

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